Page 13 of Monster's Claim
“That famous Italian place in town?”Larapicked up the fork and took one bite, then another.“Oh, it's good.I’ve always wanted to eat there, but it’s hard to get areservation.”
“My family owns the place.”
Lara glanced at him.
“My brother and I used to work there when wewere teenagers.Learn the ropes of the family business and shitlike that.”
“Making pasta was part of the business?”Lara asked.
Pleased she finished the plate, he set thetray aside.
“Yeah, among other things,” he said.“Go on.Ask your questions.”
“Why did you kiss me?Was that one of yourinterrogation techniques?”
Matthias blinked, not expecting thatparticular question so soon.“No.I don’t have a tendency to kissmy captives, but you, well.You were too fucking tempting.”
Lara touched her bottom lip, and fuck, thegesture didn’t help his dick at all.He sat on the edge of the bed,pleased she didn’t back away from him.
“I didn't know,” she began.“That kissescould be like that.Do it again?”
He smirked, unsure if this might be a newtactic of hers to get him to let her go.Matthias didn’t care.Withher, he learned all the rules easily flew out the window.Heslipped his hand under the back of her neck.Lara widened her browneyes and parted her lips, as if daring him to do it.She lookedeven more fucking beautiful, so sexy, bathed in the morninglight.
What even possessed him, to lock such anexquisite creature in the dark?
Never again, Matthias thought, pressing hismouth to hers.She gripped his arms, as he plundered her lips.Their tongues tangled.He thrust his down her throat, delightedwhen she sucked on it.Hunger rode him, them both.She melted inhis arms like butter.
The sight of her blown pupils made his dickpress painfully against the zipper of his jeans.
The kiss undid them both, not just her.Matthias would do anything for her.Give her the entire fuckingworld if she wanted.
She didn’t bat his hands away as he slippedthem under the fabric of the shirt.Matthias ran his fingers up thelacy fabric of her underwear, her curves.
Lara moaned into his mouth when he pausedfrom the kiss.He rubbed at her nipples, tweaking them, only tofeel them hardening under his callused fingers.Matthias wanted toput one into his mouth, bite it.Fuck, he wanted to leave his marksall over her body, so everyone would know who she belonged to.
Matthias angled his mouth to the shell ofher left ear, nipped at it, and whispered, “Tell me, dirty girl.IfI slip my hand under your underwear, will I find your cunt soakingwet for me?”
“I—” Lara began, face bright red.She lookedlike she was about to deny the truth.
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
Matthias pulled his hands away.
“Why did you stop?”she demanded.
Matthias shoved the sheets away in answer.“Lie against the pillows.”
She did as he asked, as he crawled into bedwith her.Careful of her injured leg, he grabbed the pillow shewasn’t using and propped her ankle up there.Matthias settledbetween her thighs and parted her good leg, exposing her pink pussyto his gaze.
“Take off the shirt,” he ordered.
She took it off, unveiling more of thatsmooth, peach-colored skin, those curves that drove him mad withlust.Those glorious breasts spilled free, and he licked his lipsin appreciation.Matthias pressed his face to her groin, licking atthe shape of her pussy through the fabric of her panties.
“Oh God,” she whispered.
One tug and he shredded her panties.Hetossed the fabric away.She was about to sink her fingers into hishair, but he gripped them, positioning them to her pussy.
